Substitute Teacher Chapter One,
The road snaked around the building, and as I turned the wheel, I spied Ms Adayo. The tall ebony woman was a delight to behold; medium to small breasts, barely covered by her vest top and a slender figure and a round butt. Her butt wasn't the fashionable exaggerated cushion, but she filled her cut-off jean shorts. Her afro hair was newly cropped and her face a dark honey colour.
I'd just finished a spell of three weeks at the Emmet Academy and had a new job starting in the coming week and sighed. Miss Adayo had been the highlight of my substitute teaching post, as she dropped off and collected her niece from my class in the sixth grade. I had tried to chat with her and found out about her situation. She was unmarried and thankfully had no boyfriend on scene and her daughter had just turned 28 and was studying in a city college on a scholarship. Ms Adayo was a single mum, the asshole of the father had never even seen his daughter- but I had.
She was a stunning carbon copy of her delectable mother, who was approaching her peak of womanhood; just celebrating her 39
th
birthday. Most importantly, she looked like a 30-year-old. She spoke in delightful clipped accented American, which only added to her attraction.
On more than one occasion, I'd jerked off in the bedroom of my short-term rental room, in a shared house. I'd imagined her mouth suckling on my stiff dick and then climbing on top and sitting on my erection while putting my hands to those stiffened nipples.
However, being a professional teacher, I had not hit on her, but now she was standing alone at the transit bus stop. In an instant, I pulled up in my beloved Mustang Charger thumbed the electric window and looked up at her,
"Do you need a ride?" I smiled,
"Oh Mr. Holland, you going into Town?" She asked, leaning over and giving an unparalleled view of her sweet dark-skinned breasts,"
"Yes, and as it's my last at Emmet, I'm not breaking any rules by offering you a ride," I smiled again. My dick stiffened at the thought of giving her a different ride, 'Christ! I was horny!'
"Oh, that's ver kind o' you!" She opened the car door, slid into the leather seat and buckled the seat belt across her, separating her breasts,
"Anywhere in particular?" I asked innocently, wishing she would ask for my bedroom,
"Main Street, if tha's cool!" She glanced over and smiled with perfect white teeth and full lips,
"Then, let's get you there!" I pulled away slowly and then set off down the parkway.
After a few minutes, she looked over,
"I owe you fir the ride, Mr Holland, "She offered,
"Call me Matt, I'm off-duty now" I smiled as I changed lanes, "I'm sure you can think of a way to repay me," I glanced over and smiled, she chuckled at the joke,